A Limerick

Of love.

I whisper that I missed her, When I could have kissed her, She flowered and opened before my eyes, Then, in a wink, I forfeited the link, And I’m left with what my mind belies.

In between the satin sheets, The folded angles and the pleats, The slippery and sliding sensation, Sighing through the night, the pain, and the delight, My mind flies in suspension.

The wind hides in the trees, With a friend of hers, the breeze, They whisper tween the branches and the boughs, Then they blow on by with a whisper and a sigh, Disappear, then eclipse into the now.

I watch, and I wonder, Through the rain, lightning, and thunder, And then the dawn eclipsed and kissed her on the lips, The dew in silver droplets, the wine dripping from goblets, Then, the sway and seduction of her hips.

Here up in the eyrie, I feel I’m getting weary, My smile is in the way you play, I dream you’re here beside me, and that I’m about to see, The chains that hold me break away.

Heaven scent is where you went, You bowed one time and then you bent, And disappeared into the fading sky Burning like a tracer, I wondered if I could face her, And had my question answered with a sigh.

I’m lost in levitation, Drifting in fascination, Then I wake to Valentines Day, I sidle to the shower, and I have lost my power, There’s a message on my lips, I have to say.

©

David Rudder 2024

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